Weekend Part I

I think I should be in the habit of asking people to give me wake up calls. It's really terrible to wake up to SMS-es.

Today did lunch, (unplanned) shopping and (unplanned) movies with Nuzurath Nisha! (: All's good and wow, I think it really is kinda possible to go slightly mental when on shopping mode. Say, overexcitement baybeh! I cant help it okay. Hahah, sry Nuzie Wuzie Muzie Cuzie Duzie Foooozie. :D

It was all -again- quite impromptu, cos the idea for today was just to -. But one thing let to the other. We caught One Last Dance! Oh you know. Only the first local movie to have premiered in the States and win that award and nominated for that other award! Heh.

The theme song is really quite haunting and I liked the way it was narrated. Also liked the way they portrayed Singapore. There was zero (not that I can recall of anyway) shots of HDB builings. It was all very funky and old skool. Nice.

The main character is Ruthless. But there's something very appealing about his whole character. Heart. That has to be it. The movie was pretty good, overall.

Wait, hold on. Here's the "but".

It gets kinda confusing if you're the sort used to shove-in-your-face plots which are no brainers (read:romcoms. also read: me). Hahah, that sounds bimbotic somehow.

The blood splatters also kinda ruined the atmosphere. Like you'll be on the edge of your seat and grabbing your friend's arms tight cos it was a gross scene and then you scream a little and look away, then look back to the screen and go "Eee. Ohmygod. The blood's so fake!" Spoils the moment!

"Okay, sex scene coming up!", "Now now. Confirm.", "LOVE SCENE! LOVE SCENE! LOVE SCENE!", "Okay, for real now. See, she's all vulnerable and he'll comfort her and tadah!"

No sex scenes. -.- Nada. Zilch.

Everywhere seemed pretty cold today so had my sweater on the whole time. I think the last time I went out (lunch after school counted, Maths at her place not) with Nuzie alone was.. Two years ago somewhere before the whole drama and misunderstanding, hahah.

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How do people do it!?

I think it sucks somehow. It really does. I want it all back so I can redo everything and rewrite everything and be in a better position. I know I know, Life is like writing without an eraser or whatever, No point dwelling in the past, You cant turn back time, It's no use now...

But still. Wishful thinking may be dangerous, but hey, whatever.

I dont want to pen it down here cos I'll just get a lot of "HA"s and "I knew it"s and really. Now? Not good timing for that.

I need lots of reassurance. Which sounds oh-so-pathetic, then again, Human okay. Capital H.

This particular female singer/songwriter is eating me alive! It's freaky how much I can relate to her songs. No, not telling you who it is cos then you'd look up her lyrics and figure me out (even more) and we wouldnt want that now, do we?

When I listen to her songs, I'll get goosebumps cos it feels like she (kinda) lived my life and is telling me something (kinda) that gives a glimpse of the future (kinda) and stuff. Hahah. Bet I lost you a while ago.

The slideshow thing doesnt even work properly! Cos I put up a lot a lot of photos like a hundred over plus plus plus and it doesnt seem to be playing the whole thing! I've pictures that are me but not of me and it's not shown!

(bradchadnickbsbannasarahwickerparklakehousejareddermotdrewangelina++++++)

But when I go back to the site, the preview shows it. So. Incredibly. Fucked.

So okay now, I shall go do something to make me feel better. Like porn.

I kid, I kid. See you around and dont get carried away okay?